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Date Posted: 12:01:21 12/30/02 Mon
Author: .w o l v e r i n e.
Author Host/IP: cache-rg03.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.188.195
Subject: .lorelei.

.something wicked this way comes.

Remember, when you were only a little child, all of the fairytales and myths you learned of through night time stories - all of unicorns, fairies, and even those not-so-delightful beings, such as goblins and trolls...but those stories so often had the happy ending, the princess riding off into the sunset with her prince charming, and the often grotesque and not-so-intelligent villian falling to the forces of good...

.so didja ever have a nightmare?.

Waking up in the middle of the night, terrified yet you are not so certain why...droplets of sweat form across your forehead, breaths are short and quick, eyes darting through the darkness trying to see only what you have imagined in your dreams...

.only what if it wasn't a dream?.

Mahoghany siren steps out from the darkness of the brush, stalking into the clearing much like a predator would hunt its prey. Smaller in stature, lithe in build, this fatale moves silently, optics focused on her surroudings, thorns pricked upwards with attentions in her immediate area. Nares flare wide, deep snort echoing through coarse caverns, making her presence known in this land - not to say anyone would care, but then again, she needed no coddling. Banner snaps against hindquarters as she stands, statuesque -

w o l v e r i n e

.siren.
.five summers.
.mahoghany with ebon points.
.not necessarily evil, for there is no good/evil in equine matters.

.but she is quite dominant.

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